Accommodating Our New Canine Roommate 2 (Gay Zoo)

By balmymemories456.
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Part 2…

I put my clothes back on and opened the bathroom door, looking disheveled. Mac trotted out happily behind me as if nothing had even happened. I looked at the clock in the kitchen and saw it was almost one. Even though my guts were full of cum, I figured Mac would be hungry at this point. I checked the fridge and found some leftover chicken from the previous night. So I put it on a plate and placed the plate on the floor of the kitchen.

“Mac! Lunch time,” I yelled to him.

He came bounding in from the living room and, upon seeing the plate of chicken, made a beeline directly for it. He began hungrily eating as I sat beside him, petting him and rubbing his body encouragingly. He scarfed it down quickly and immediately started kissing me as he finished up. He knocked me onto my back with his powerful brown paws and began licking at my face, to which I gladly opened my mouth to greet him.

His tongue tasted like chicken, and I was fairly hungry, so I didn’t mind getting a secondhand taste. As little pieces of chicken found their way into my mouth from his, I eagerly swallowed them with a healthy glug of his saliva each time. ‘I wouldn’t mind getting all my food this way,’ I thought as I kissed/snacked from Mac. I was now licking his teeth clean as well, swallowing any bits of food that may have found their way there.

After several minutes, though, Mac pulled away and brought his cock up to my face again, the tip barely visible from its sheath.

“Ready for round two so soon? Well, if you insist,” I said as I eagerly wrapped my lips around the tip of his cock.

If anyone was watching, it would seem pathetic how badly I wanted to suck his dick. My tongue was swirling frantically around his tip, and I was sucking as if my life depended on it. However, this time precum was not what came out. It was watery, yes, but even saltier and more bitter than before, and it came out in flood rather than spurts. It filled my mouth in a second, and I swallowed out of necessity to avoid making a mess on the floor. After my second gulp, I realized this wasn’t some weird anatomical release. Mac was pissing into my mouth.

My eyes widened as I realized this, but I couldn’t stop drinking, or else I would get dog piss all over the floor. I had already been swallowing it, so I figured there was no point stopping now. I gulped down the third mouthful as Mac’s stream refused to let up. The fourth and fifth gulps came as I entered a new rhythm of waiting for his piss to fill my mouth before swallowing dutifully.

Ten gulps later, his stream became just a trickle as I sucked the last few drops out (just to be sure none dripped on the floor!) before pulling my mouth off. I immediately let out a small, foul-tasting burp as I looked at him angrily.

“Bad boy,” I scolded. “You can’t just piss in me without warning!”

Mac seemed unapologetic and licked my face again, prompting another kissing session. Even though my stomach was full of dog cum, saliva, and piss, I still enjoyed the taste of his mouth. Wanting to rest my knees, I led us both over to the couch, where Mac happily sat next to me and resumed licking my face. I clicked on the TV as I opened my mouth, letting him in as we casually made out. A movie I liked turned on, so I watched as we lay there peacefully, our tongues swirling around each other as naturally as we would breathe.

I rubbed him gently in appreciation for his presence next time. Just feeling his body and his tongue made me feel at ease. As I rubbed his side, I moved toward his belly with my hand and felt his sheath on accident. However, in instinct, I rubbed it a bit more as we kissed, and his cock slowly emerged from the end. I broke our kiss to get down on my knees in front of him as he lounged on the couch happily, my hand never leaving his sheath as I moved. I began dutifully licking and sucking his testicles as I jerked him off, his cock growing increasingly with each stroke.

After a few minutes, he was at his full eight inches as I switched positions, lying naked with my back on the couch, my ass barely hanging off the edge for Mac. “Here, Mac,” I said seductively, shaking my ass along with my rock-hard four inches. “Come breed your bitch!”

He was a bit confused, probably due to not knowing any position but doggy style, but he jumped on nevertheless. His rock-hard cock was dripping with my saliva, and he eagerly poked it forward in hopes of reaching its mark. In his excitement, though, he jabbed by testicles hard yet again.

“Ow!”

I winced at the blow but didn’t change my position at all. Mac nestled his body between my legs sticking up in the air. Mac’s front paws were each placed firmly on my shoulder, much like when he first jumped me when Carly brought him in just a few hours ago, as his hips continued thrusting, trying to aim his cock towards the hole it was trying to enter. His slick dick poked and slid across the inside of my butt crack, making my behind slick.

He pressed down on my shoulders with his paws, making my torso slide down so that my ass faced up more and was more in line with his dick as I sank into the couch cushions. My small cock and balls were hanging towards my face, resting on my stomach while Mac furiously prodded at me. With a push forward, his lubed-up puppy-maker entered me, making me gasp.

“Eeeeeek,” with a girly yelp.

I felt Mac’s full force being driven into my pink little asshole, which was not so little at the moment as it was wrapped around Mac’s thick cock.

My arms wrapped around Mac’s shoulders, desperate for something to grab as this new angle rearranged my insides. My hands dug into his muscled back as he began pounding me hard, his tongue flopping about with enjoyment as he rammed in and out of my ass. With his paws, he pulled me towards him with each thrust, rocking my body toward him as his hips drove his dick deep into me. This position was different than before and made Mac feel even bigger while he attempted to breed me.

Each thrust pressed against the walls of my insides, feeling as if they were being hit and stretched at weird angles each time Mac dove into me. It was too late to do anything about it now, though. I was at his mercy, for better or worse. If anyone was going to rearrange my guts, it might as well be my new dog! With my happy attitude, I gave Mac some encouragement. I looked into his lusty, sex-tranced eyes and praised him.

“Good boy Mac! G-good boy,” I said with a shaky voice from being rocked by his canine power. “Such a big stud, yes you are! Yes, you—glmph!”

My compliments were interrupted by Mac looking down and sticking his thick tongue directly into my mouth, turning me on even more and making my prick rock hard.

With Mac’s tongue in my mouth and his body breeding me in what was almost a missionary position, I felt like this was a sign of what could be romance. It seems ridiculous that getting bred by a big pitbull could be romantic, but think about it! A passionate kiss, face to face, while making love. What’s more romantic than that? Yes, he could just be following his instincts to breed a bitch, but when he kissed me while inside me, it felt like so much more. Time seemed to slow down as I took note of what was happening.

His musky, gamey saliva entered my mouth, our tongues touching yet again as our faces touched. Mac’s paws were on each shoulder, and my arms wrapped around his shoulders while my legs remained splayed in the air. And beneath my legs, Mac’s 8-inch doggy dick was being driven into my ass, his knot only a few centimeters away from trying to make its entrance again while he shot hot precum inside my eager ass. I was wrapped tight around him, and each stroke inside created a friction that was both painful and rich in pleasure.

Time went back to normal, and I was reminded that Mac was an animal. The rapid thrusts in and out of me and the mad swirling of our tongues felt chaotic, and I was moaning hard into his mouth while I felt a deep rumble of animalistic pleasure coming from within him. My legs were rocked through the air like one of those inflatable tube men as Mac made me his bitch. With each thrust, Mac’s knot pressed against my asshole, demanding entrance. I wanted to tease him and also test my limits and clamp down on his cock even harder with my asshole to make him work to get that knot in me. And work he did.

He slammed at my asshole, his knot feeling thicker each time. Like before, I was forcibly stretched to take him, my asshole spreading wide for a brief moment before Mac entered me completely. As he did, my legs wrapped around his back, pressing our bodies against each other as he began shooting massive, hot cum into me.

“Maaaahaaaac,” I squealed femininely into his mouth as my arms and legs gripped him tight, even though with his knot in me, we were firmly locked together.

Still, it felt right to be wrapped around him tightly, with my limbs and my ass. As we kissed, I sucked his tongue passionately, his rough appendage exploring deep within my mouth. His massive, hot, engorged cock was shooting a load just as big as before, and this semi-missionary position let me feel every spurt in a new way than before. I moved my hips slightly, savoring the friction of his cock against my insides.

While gyrating, I angled myself around him just right as to put amazing pressure on my prostate, and combined with a fresh spurt of his hot cum inside me, and I orgasmed myself. I spasmed erratically, cumming with my entire being as my small cock shot a load onto my own chest degradingly. My asshole clenched hard around the base of Mac’s knot, my arms and legs pressed against his warm, muscular body as we kissed.

The extra tightness and spasms of my ass must have felt good for him, too, because he came even more inside me when I did. In this way, we created a positive feedback loop for a brief while, my spasms making him cum harder inside me, which made me squeeze and kiss him tighter, and so on, until my orgasm ended. Mac’s canine orgasm, of course, wasn’t even close to being over. Shot after shot of semen was going deep into my guts, his full 8 inches plus his knot buried inside to ensure his bitch his bred properly.

With my cum air-drying onto my chest, I savored our lover’s embrace. Our tongues were swirling around each other, my arms and legs feeling his freshly cleaned, thick fur, and of course, the continuous deposit of his seed into me all blended into an absolutely lovely experience. I know he was probably just interested in getting his rocks off with the easiest target he could find, but another part of me felt the same genuine connection that I felt spark earlier. I mean, I had only known Mac for an afternoon, and already the sex was better than I’d ever had with another human!

Not that I was ever that amazing at sex, four inches can only do so much, and my stamina left something to be desired. It always felt like it was over faster than I wanted it to be, and then you had to cuddle with your bare, sweaty bodies soaking into each other and the bed. It was kind of uncomfortable. But with Mac, I felt like I was right where I wanted to be. His extended orgasm after his amazing fucking felt what I wanted exactly, an embrace that lasted for a while without losing the passion.

I gyrated my hips as much as possible while on the couch, exploring how Mac’s dick felt at each angle inside me. He was so big it felt like my organs were being pushed aside to make room for his puppy maker, and I liked it. Feeling his body force mine to adapt to his needs made me feel strangely happy, which I guess was weird. I mean, yeah, it was weird that I felt such joy from getting fucked by a dog, even if he was as handsome and masculine as Mac.

Nonetheless, it felt like I had found something amazing with Mac, a bond and an attraction I’d never felt before. I reinvigorated our long kiss, turning my head diagonally to press our faces deep into each other, feeling our mouths become one. It felt like true love to me. Some time passed, and Mac’s orgasm began to subside. Nothing good lasts forever, I suppose. I felt his cock begin to shrink in size, and he broke our kiss to pull out and back off of me, gaping at my abused ass for a second as he withdrew.

“Ohh,” I moaned as my body felt oddly empty without him.

Well, not empty, as I still had his cum in my guts and his saliva and pee in my stomach. Even though I had only eaten the scraps I got from Mac earlier today, my belly was slightly distended from a large amount of liquid he provided me. My freshly-fucked ass was leaking Mac’s cum slightly, even though I tried to clench and hold it in. Mac gave my butthole a few licks when he hopped off to clean up the leak.

“Aw, thanks, Mac! Good boy,” I warmly said as I laid like a ragdoll on my back.

A few licks were all I got, though, before Mac laid down on the floor and began licking his cock. Even flaccid, a bright red six inches were visible, gently cleaned by his magnificent pitbull tongue as his dick bobbed with each lap.

Suddenly, I heard the jingling of the lock at the door. Shit! Carly must’ve come back from shopping with Beth. I sprang up, grabbed my clothes from the couch and the floor, and rushed to put them on. My dried cum was still on my chest, my face was still covered with dog saliva, and some scratch marks were visible on my hips, but at least if I had some clothes on, Carly might not immediately realize that I had been screwed by Mac just now.

I threw my sweatpants and underwear on, covering my lower body. I picked up my shirt and started putting it on, and just as the doorknob began turning, I pulled my head and arms through the holes. Just in time, Carly greeted me as she walked in carrying a shopping bag full of clothes.

“They were having a sale,” she exclaimed proudly, holding up the bag to show, “Forty percent off any sundress. They never do that.”

“Wow, that’s great,” I said with as much enthusiasm as I could muster.

“It was, and Beth says hi, by the way,” Carly said as she went to the bedroom to put her new clothes away. She came back soon, smiling warmly at me as she approached. “Soooo, how’d you do with Mac?” she asked as she gave me a peck on the lips. “Blegh! You somehow taste even worse than when I left,” she observed, making an ‘Ew’ face.

“Well, I didn’t have time to brush my teeth, what with having to take care of Mac,” I justified, which was technically the truth.

The only difference was that I cared for him above and beyond what Carly asked. I hoped she couldn’t discern the taste of dog piss and saliva that scented my mouth.

“Well, let’s see how you did,” she said as she walked over to Mac’s spot in front of the couch.

He was still licking his dick clean, which was still very much out of his sheath.

“Well, it seems like he took cleaning his penis into his own hands. Guessing you didn’t bother making sure it was clean?” Carly said with a hint of criticism in her voice.

“N-no,” I stammered, not wanting to draw suspicion. “I just didn’t think Mac’s penis needed cleaning, so I didn’t bother checking down there,” I lied.

She took a knee next to him, petting him lightly before moving her hand onto his penis, grabbing near the base to move it as she looked from all angles.

“Well, that’s too bad because he’s packing some real heat! Check this out,” Carly marveled, a levity in her voice as she rotated his manhood.

“Um, should you be touching him like that?” I asked innocently, watching her hand move his cock as she got her face close to examine it for cleanliness.

“Oh, don’t be so insecure,” She said condescendingly. “Mac’s a DOG. And it’s not like I’m jerking him off or anything.”

“Right,” I said as I walked over, preparing to fake surprise while acting like I wasn’t madly enamored with Mac’s dick. “Huh, that is pretty big, you’re right,” I tried to speak with minor amusement as I’d just seen an interesting museum exhibit.

“He’s not even hard, and he’s got a ton of his red rocket showing off here! I almost feel bad for poor bitches that he’s had his way with,” she observed matter-of-factly, her light veterinary assistant experience coming out.

Mac was licking at the tip of his penis, and Carly pulled his sheath back to let his tongue clean the bottom. She was so calm about it all too. How many dog dicks had she handled?

“Heh, yeah, I’m sure they’d feel that thing in them,” I said, clenching my ass to stop the leakage of his cum into my underwear.

Carly examined Mac further, petting him and checking out every inch of his body. His fur, his belly, his back, even lifting his tail and examining his puckered asshole and sizable balls. Finally, she looked at his face, and in response, he gave her a playful lick, Carly not seeming to mind that he was licking his penis clean just moments ago.

“Well, besides his cock, it looks like you did a good job cleaning him up!” She laughed as she stood up from Mac’s kisses. “Did you take him for a walk? We don’t want him peeing on the floor, do we, big guy,” she said, rubbing his side lovingly.

“Don’t worry, that’s taken care of,” I answered truthfully, becoming cognizant once again of the dog urine sloshing around in my stomach.

“Well, look at you being proactive,” Carly said with a smile. “I’m gonna go change, be right back,” she said as she walked into our bedroom.

I breathed a sigh of relief. My secret was safe for now.

 

To Be Continued…?

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